Prologue ~ The P
Do you still rememberthe story of the black-painted letter?it's about the premature souland "its" story that was never told
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Temptation is slicing the meat
bloody viper that broke the sheet
finding ways without a clue
crawling straight into the suretU.
Then there's the time
vomiting through the days and night begins
voiceless scream of the slime
awaken the soul that lies within
Then there's the time
sounds of quarrel burning high
nurturing the artistic crime
finally portrayed in the poem of lie
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Chapters ~ The A
Uncontrollable consumptions begins
incomparable pain shouts from within
illusions which kills the heart
saturates the mixture of tears and blood
Fear drains you away from reality
peacefully you lie down by screaming crazily
gazing at the blue ceiling for that sole reason
observing your limbs wide open
Your emotions are getting low
maybe it is because of the enslaved soul,
that is sliced into pieces and portion
or maybe you're feeling high as you reach satisfaction
Tears from the inside, you could feel "it" cry
Pain from the outside, you can feel "it" die
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Epilogue ~ The C
The Society has gone very wrong
they sing and praise the insidious song
Deep below the skin you touch
flows the blood that doesn't match
Humanity embraces the lust
Rationalism being engulf and crush
Insanity evokes and growing strong
blurring the vision of right and wrong
The Society was drowned by sound of vice
listening to their thirst for sacrifice
when sorrow is peeling your skin
Time is praying for forgiveness from within
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Didn't you notice the head of the foetus
hanging on the tree behind you?
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